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i'm about to make an oc so diabolical and gay the human mind would implode even trying to comprehend it

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it's a strange thing , what devotion does to henry . it had shown itself with wyatt , &. it shows itself now with wynonna . he carries empathy for those warm-blooded revenants , just trying to live until their next fateful encounter with peacemaker . fish , rosita , clara herself — he feels for them , mourns this cycle they've been condemned to . his earnest efforts to end the curse is just as much for them as it is for the earps . & though wynonna might disapprove of his methods ; ( you can imagine her rage , should she discover you'd been hiding revenants ) ... at sundown , this is all for her . because as much as he might despise it , wynonna needs dolls alive . if it takes covering for half of purgatory , by hell henry would do it . he nods grimly , taking in her features as if imagining that amber mark splitting them apart . glass tipped back , last of his whiskey gone — another glass poured . it's not yet two o'clock , but he knows the best way to curb a long day . ❛ ❛ i always did resent wyatt's twitchy trigger finger . ❜ ❜ too many felled innocents ( ... ) too many dead without cause — that damned gun was the root of every problem doc has faced since 1878 . swirling his swill from edge to edge of his crystal glass , henry once again meets her eyes . ❛ ❛ i'm lookin' for rosita bustillos ... thought ya might be able ta' tell me where she holes up nowadays . ❜ ❜

even  time  couldn't  erase  the  memory  of  her  father's  last  breaths  ,  despite how  her  formidable  efforts  ,  that  night  :  accompanying  another  ,  plagued  what  little  dreams  she  had  these  days.  eyes  narrow  at  @unfaes  ,  trying  utmost  to  perceive  his  intentions.  albeit  ,  those  aged  eyes  tell  her  nothing.  her  grip  on  the  glass  ,  now  topped  up  once  again  ,  tightens.  gaze  falling  away  from  her  newfound company  for  a  passing  second  before  it  returns  ,  "  well  .  .  .  "  she  starts  ,  "  you  weren't  exactly  the  one  to  put  this-  .  .  .  "  pausing  with  a  slight  wince  ,  motioning  toward  her  features  ,  where  something  hid  below.  "  unfortunate  feature  on  me.  "  the  curse  ,  it  goes  unsaid.  the  burning  ruin  that  only  that  damned  buntline  could  call  upon.  her  fate.  "  what  is  it  you  need  from  me?  "

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little real life update under the cut for those interested ! ᡣ𐭩 tldr; going through LOTS of life changes right now , so my activity has been a bit sporadic ! but things are good overall ! ₊˚⊹ ( medical [non-graphic] + weight - related stuff under the cut )

firstly, my doctor had me stop my course of testosterone around november due to medical concerns, but i was recently allowed back on it !! so as wildly excited as i am to continue that journey, there is certainly an adjustment period as things change and i figure out how to navigate it all over again !

and secondly ; some necessary context, my weight has wildly fluctuated over the past 5 years cos of an undiagnosed nausea disorder + medication related weight gain . i've recently become very uncomfortable with the excessive weight i've put on due to my appetite being pretty much entirely out of my control [ i was puking >1x a day every day at one point ] , so after making necessary lifestyle changes & my weight still not changing (re- medications ) my doctor prescribed me wegovy ! ( ozempic. ) i do NOT see this as a bad thing, as the lifestyle changes i've had to make are overall so good for me. more water, more protein, less soda. i am literally DEPENDENT on caffeine, so i've made the swap from 5 full sugared sodas a day to PURELY water basically overnight. i take caffeine pills to curb the headaches, but this is genuinely such a good change for me and i'm so proud of myself for sticking with it !!!

but anyways, i'm just proud of myself all around !! i'm facing a lot of changes right now but i'm honestly excited. :) if you read this, ily !

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░ 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ▸ things will be alright now . 𐔌 TO : susan pevensie ! 𐦯 , FROM : @heireign .

genuine words , or a dutiful placation ; susan cannot discern the difference in the other woman's face , gentle queen disoriented &. suspicious . she aches from top to bottom ( ... ) last memory replaying in susan's mind ; an arrow piercing left thigh , susan toppling OUT of leather straps &. down from her saddle . the rest is a blur , however desperate she is to remember HOW she ended up in targaryen territory . sitting up slowly upon sore joints , susan takes the goblet of water offered to her by a handmaiden ; albeit warily , taking the CHANCE to process her surroundings properly . whether or not the white - haired woman carrying such regality upon her shoulders knows who she is , susan cannot tell ; though it isn't information the pevensie would readily PRESENT in such a foreign land as this . ❛ ❛ — my sister , she was traveling with me . is she here ? is she alright ? ❜ ❜

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hie ... ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ consider following @2sons for some spicy druid brain sauce ! the new dual muse is officially live , so here's a soft drop ! ♡

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if logan's expression falters , it's for mere moments before features harden with conviction . neither of them had chosen this situation ( ... ) &. logan sees herself fit to refuse clara the right to 'keep her out of it .' ❛ ❛ look , i jus' need a text every so often so i know you're not dead . ❜ ❜ logan knows there's no easy way to mend their problems at the root ; still , all she can ask for is some manner of knowing clara's safe . it's true that wynonna's no fool ( ... ) a fact that solidifies logan's keen desire to ensure the revenant's safety . ( difficult to do from such a cold distance . ) ❛ ❛ — i've been worried , okay ? you can tell me about all the potential disasters from dusk til' dawn but it doesn't change anything — ❜ ❜ last words escaping upon a heavy breath , eyes imploring though logan doesn't seem aware . ❛ ❛ — not a single thing , about what i believe . ❜ ❜ ( a million potentially horrible outcomes faced with one sliver of hope . ) ❛ ❛ — &. the fact that i care about what happens t'you . i need t'be able to look out for you on the back - end . ❜ ❜

we don’t have to be friends for me to make sure you’re okay. ( logan -> clara ... while they're separated .. )

a  sigh  expel  from  parted  lips  ,  the  lathered  sponge  is  tossed  in  to  the  bucket  that  was  currently  overflowing  with  bubbles  ,  somewhat  splashing  back  at  her  in  protest.  cleaning  the  ambulance  cruiser  ,  her  cover that  had  become  so  much  more   ,  &  @unbelovd  standing  front  of  her.  a  lie  that  was  now  a  dream.  an  impossibility.  "  logan.  .  .  "  her  tone  is  flat  ,  despite  the  emotions  that  threatened  to  boil  over.  "  i  don't  need  you  in  the  middle  of  this.  "  a  pause  ,  i  don't  want  you  to  be.  i  don't  want  you  hurt.  "  -the  heir  isn't  an  idiot.  neither  is  that  sister  of  hers.  "  she  states  ,  arms  crossing  .  "  it's  only  a  matter  of  time  .  .  .  what  then?  "  asking  ,  swallowing  roughly  .  tension  growing  ,  "  i'll  only  cause  more  problems  for  you.  i  don't  want  that.  "

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░ 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ▸ oh , i like when you’re scary . 𐔌 TO : cecily novak ! 𐦯 , FROM : @wr1tten 𐔌 lestat 𐦯 .

scornful tongue is turned upon lestat , now — louis left to watch her fury boil from the background . ( the pair of them . so foolish , so stupid — them &. their murderous spawn of a child . meddling in things not meant for them — so obliviously interfering with hundreds of years of work . ) ❛ ❛ and you , faire l'jaque ! ❜ ❜ [ playing the fool ! ] fury turned upon the lion , paws stained in grisly crimson . ❛ ❛ je devrais t'envoyer en enfer ! ❜ ❜ [ i should send you to hell ! ] ❛ ❛ you knew they were mine , i will not take you for the idiót you play . ❜ ❜ tone thick with hatred , running far deeper than some mere hostility . the pair of sirelings slaughtered downtown were no mere pawns to be disposed of &. replaced . one , a close friend &. eye upon the french quarter ; the other , barely transitioned five years ago ( ... ) cured of her tuberculosis in time to meet her fate at lestat's hands . ❛ ❛ imbéciles ! vous tous ! ❜ ❜ [ fools ! all of you ! ] ❛ ❛ if you continue to trifle in my affairs , my next visit will be to claudia , who seems the most RATIONAL of your ilk . ❜ ❜

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stoic expression remains STONY , a statue of perpetual pride &. displeasure . ( when did that cruel gleam appear in your eyes ? it must have been when you were young , back when your MEMORIES are naught but a blur to behold . ) ❛ ❛ you could . what stops you , zafiya ? you just might get so far as to meet my corporalki . ❜ ❜ map in septimus' hands is wrenched open , illustration shoved before zafiya's eyes . ❛ ❛ our agreement ends only when i have the star . UNLESS you intend to do something about that , you must find peace with your service . ❜ ❜

there's something feral in the way her jaw grinds, the squeaking of teeth in her skull. no more. there had to be a limit. ( you thought @unbelovd did not have 'enough' in his vocabulary. )

she's a mangled, beaten creature, thrashing and gnawing at the chains that bind her to his service. willing to chew off her own leg if it meant an out. ❛ and if i turn these hands to you ? ❜ a shuddering breath rattles her lungs, shakes her ribs. ❛ if i use them to stop you instead ? ❜

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a set of wooden dolls ... ❛ ❛ five ! a set of five . ❜ ❜ lucy bursts out . a furry - legged fawn in a red scarf , lovingly carved FLUTE in hand . a small girl with auburn locks &. round , rosily painted cheeks ; dress made from a scrap of one of lucy's own . a boy with billowing sleeves &. shining armor ( ... ) lucy remembers once remarking that his tousled hair was entirely edmund . then , a beautiful archer ; her features regal &. refined , bow strapped to her back . last of the collection was a golden - haired boy , wooden sword in his fist &. the symbol of aslan embellished upon his armor . lucy hopes with every mite of her being that the upstairs rooms yield results , as tumnus had POURED his heart into the collection . it would be a shame for the dolls to remain abandoned when they deserved the luxury of being displayed ! ❛ ❛ well , we must reunite them , surely ! ❜ ❜ she giggles , eyes bright &. lively with NOSTALGIA as lucy peers at susan through the stray locks that elder sister quickly fixes . ❛ ❛ shall we check ? we've MANY old treasures gathering up there . ❜ ❜

the moment she slips the doll into her younger sister's hand, susan sees the change. she feels the air shake and the weight of something so small grow to be something impossibly large. a simple doll painted by mr. tumnus — a simple object of their pasts floods their minds with fond memories. @unbelovd appears deeply touched by the sight; susan watches lucy's fingers curl around the wood, her face shifting, her eyes weighty with the fog of the past. "i seem to remember you fearing you'd lost this," she chimes, welcoming her sister's hug with a warm smile. "yet i happened upon it earlier today and imagined you'd like to see it again. it's as beautiful as the day he gave it to you." though the two are much older now and far, far removed from their innocent childhoods, susan still sees lucy the same way — with the same big heart, the same wide eyes. she releases their hug, fixes her sister's hair, and peers down at the doll in her hands. "wasn't there a set of them?" she asks. "where did those end up, i wonder? maybe somewhere in the upstairs rooms?"

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okay don't blast me if this flops , but ... dual muse concept so far : cain ( fey changeling swapped with human baby at birth , raised as human , experiencing an unknown &. incurable chronic sickness . learns they're fey when they're older &. seeks answers — traveling the world , journaling &. documenting fey creatures , rituals , holy rites . slightly vampiric in nature as he needs human blood to survive his growing sickness . ) &. micah ( human baby swapped out with a fey changeling , raised among the fey &. extremely familiar with their ways of life . has been given some fey features to resemble his kin , others naturally appearing as influence from the fey hive grew . artistic and deeply empathetic . was told as a child that he was unlike them , as he was human — &. as he learned more about the changeling rituals , micah eventually set out to find cain . also his blood is the cure to cain's illness . so . )

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more than likely , he'll find himself roaming the vinyl aisle — arms inevitably loaded with the brunt of bella's book selection . he's HAPPY to do it ; unlike him as it seems . sore for company as wells is , there's something more under the surface ; a liking for bella's PRESENCE . ( very few people could talk you into book shopping ; &. bella's willingness to make it an adventure is certainly refreshing . ) crooked smile only spreads , an ever - devious glint in wells' eyes . hand presses to his heart , then makes a flimsy attempt at the BOY SCOUT gesture — ( which he clearly isn't familiar with . ) ❛ ❛ swear on my life i'll get ya' ... &. your haul , back in one piece . ❜ ❜ he's been riding his rebel 500 for nearly three years , &. other older bikes before that . wells would SWEAR by his bike handling ten times over . ❛ ❛ but i'll have ya' know , you're competing with kona for best passenger princess . she's a stone cold biker . ❜ ❜

❛  yes!  ❜    victory  tastes  sweet  as  it  leaps  off  of  her  tongue,    word of triumph stretched into a faint hiss.    bella  couldn’t  promise  that  he  wouldn’t  be  horribly  bored  between  the  stacks  of  bookshelves  but  she  could  promise  ice  cream  afterwards.    his impending idea was written  upon  dark  irises  before  he  had even  spoke it aloud    –    a proposition,    one  that  she  would  probably  detest  given  the  amount  of  excitement  it  had  brought  him.    being  as  prone  to  disaster  as  she  was,    it  was  best  that  she  stayed  away  from  things  with  two  wheels.    gravity  was her mortal enemy, balance a thing of simple illusion.    she’s  tempted  to  argue    –    claim  that  it  was  too  cold,    too  dangerous, too - not her.    but  she  trusted  him,    she thinks she may trust him more  than  her  proven bad  luck.    ❛  fine.    but  don’t  kill  me,    alright?    i  have  a  super  hot  date  with  a  book  haul  when  we  get  back.  ❜

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i have a brainworm for this absolutely SLAY dual muse idea i thought up last night ... i may be sporadic on the dash today as i hammer photoshop into submission ! but for real i'm so fkin excited ! ₊˚⊹♡

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and if i made a blog for eragon bromsson ... shadeslayer ... resident Baby Boy (tm) ... entirely hc - based ?

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sea crashes against the rocks hundreds of feet below , the sky as rich with birds as the fields overflow with green . this grassy overlook has become their sanctuary ; a tall , sprawling fig tree from which a loveseat now swings . enveloped in soft cushions , lucy's fingers gently traipse through his dark hair . it's perfectly peaceful . ( you're content to share these quiet moments , mapping out his face so as never to forget a detail . ) lucy smiles at his conjecture , cheeks flushed a rosy hue . ❛ ❛ i thought you were handsome for a scallywag , ❜ ❜ she's only partially teasing , lucy gazing down at him through dark lashes . ❛ ❛ &. charming ( ... ) my instincts said one thing , my intuition said another . does that make sense ? ❜ ❜

@unbelovd : i don't believe in first impressions .

leo chuckles, turns his head from where it rests in her lap. ( never did you think joy and peace like this, like her, would ever come to you. ) she was warm lovely as she always was, and he shifts to look at her better. did she have any bad angles? he had yet to find one.

❛ it's alright if you thought i was an absolute scallywag, ❜ he teases her easily, smile meandering across lips. ❛ i'm just curious. ❜

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very few things frighten cecily ; the uncertainty of death , the burden of eternity . isolation . somewhere among these carven statues of horror lies lestat . in all her years , one has never so purely embodied the duality of man . his sweet , passionate , all - consuming love — heart bared open in the horrific viscera of his agony ( ... ) his rage . she fears the hyde within , the unpredictable beast who snarls &. bites ; cecily herself exists in multitudes , it's impossible not to collect hundreds of selves over so many long centuries of adapting &. surviving . she cannot resent lestat for his demons ( ... ) that would be too easy . a man afflicted just as she is , two halves of the same whole . different hungers , different urges ( ... ) yet lestat feels like an extension of herself . ❛ ❛ égoïste . ❜ ❜ mimic spat out with scorn . ❛ ❛ je né vais pas m'attarder juste pour me disputer avec toi ! ❜ ❜ [ i will not linger just to argue with you ! ] cecily retorts , tone growing heated once more . she seems to realize this , chest rising &. falling in a rhythm ; attempting to ease her nerves . ❛ ❛ voudrais-tu crier un peu plus , mon amour ? jusqu'à la nuit , peut-être ? ❜ ❜ [ would you like to shout some more , my love ? into the night , perhaps ? ]

seated  upon  velvet  cushions,    stewing  in  his  loneliness.      a  curse;      a  fear  that  had  been  confessed  to  her  time  and  time  again.      and  @unbelovd  still  chose  to  spend  the  entire  evening  leaving  him  abandoned.      the  arguments  brought  from  the  tight  hold  he  held  her  in      —      preventing  her  from  leaving,    afraid  that  she  would  not  return.          ( even  as  she  did,    the  pit  in  your  stomach  remained ).          the  hunger  all-consuming.      time  typically  spent  hunting  was  instead  wasting  waiting  for  that  forsaken  door  to  open.      blues  were  engulfed  by  the  black,    pupils  dilated  to  near  darkness  as  lestat  rushed  to  greet  cecily  at  the  door.          ❝ you  left!      out  the  door  without  a  word  to  quell  my  worries!      égoïste! ❞          glaring  down  at  her,    two  predators  always  competing  for  dominance.      anger  was  burning  bright,    just  as  every  emotion  stirred  within  them.      to  love  deeply  also  meant  to  hate  deeply.      one  was  not  possible  without  the  other,          ❝ a  childish  notion.      that  pleasant  evening  was  destroyed  as  soon  as  you  passed  that  threshold,    ma  chère. ❞

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░ 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ▸ @switzaerland , cont'd .

sure,    there  were  bookstores  within  a  sixty  mile  radius of their tiny town    –    but  not  this  specific  bookstore.    she’d  seen  it  all  over  the  internet, it had the largest selection of books on this side of the country. even one of those sliding ladders!  the  only  downside?    it  was  a  little  over  two  hours  away  and  she  really  didn’t  want  to  go  alone.    with big  doe  eyes  and  pleading  pout  of  her  lower  lip    –    he  had  almost  fallen  completely  into  her  little  trap.    ❛  so,    is  that  a  yes?  ❜    brows wiggle in anticipation,      ❛  you’ll  go  with  me?  ❜    she  can  practically  taste  the  victory  already.      ❛  i’ll  even  treat  you  to  some  ice  cream  for  being  my  own personal  chauffeur.  ❜

it's not his sort of thing ( ... ) wells can count the number of books he's finished in the past ten years on ONE hand , so going out of his way to see this grand library doesn't strike a particular chord ; not the way it does in bella . steadfast as he'd wanted to stand on his reluctance , the hope & excitement in friend's doe eyes pose a HEFTY appeal . ❛ ❛ yeah , yeah , alright . ❜ ❜ palms are flashed in surrender , wells cracking a small smile . ( you'll find some way to entertain yourself . an ESCAPE from forks to breathe the cold , crisp tacoma air could be exactly what you need . there's lots to see going west , it could be a day - long adventure . ) ❛ ❛ but i'm holdin' ya to that promise . ❜ ❜ there's a flash behind his eyes , an idea that stirs IMMEDIATE excitement . ❛ ❛ ( ... ) d'ya wanna take my bike ? ❜ ❜